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117 Funny little guy

Internet cafe private rooms are quite complete.

After taking a hot shower comfortably, Wu Bei lay on the bed and chatted with Wang Shun about anything he had.

Wang Shun sat in front of the computer and browsed the web. If Wu Bei sat up and looked, he would find that his brother was actually studying some major domestic cases.

Before he knew it, Wu Bei fell asleep.

In a daze, Wu Bei was suddenly awakened by a sip.

I don’t know when there was a young man with a shaved head in the private room.

The young man wore a tight white T-shirt, deep and shallow lines of the left arm, and a black sleeve on his right arm. The imitation of golden "Hermes" leather lead leaked out on purpose, and was as thin as a malnourished little chicken.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, covering his face and choking, and throwing a half-meter-long stick beside him.

"What's the case?"

Wu Bei sat up yawning and pointed at the young man.

"I was sitting in a chair and smoked, and four or five kids came in and stole things!"

Wang Shun's explanation of slow speech.

The dim lights contrasted with the scars on his face, making him look particularly terrifying.

It turns out that after Wu Bei fell asleep just now, Wang Shun was afraid that he would be surprised, so he turned off all the lights.

A few young men mistakenly thought that everyone inside had slept, so they sneaked in.

As a result, as soon as I entered the house, I was in a moment of misery.

All the others ran away, and only this unlucky guy was clumsy and pressed by Wang Shun.

"Call the police, these things are obvious to be regular offenders!"

Wang Shun deliberately scared him.

"Brother, I'm wrong, let me go!"

The young man was so scared that he kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Depending on his age, he is only eighteen or nineteen at most, and he is the kind of bad boy who has just left school.

Wu Bei was too lazy to take care of him. After checking that nothing had been lost, he signaled Wang Shun to drive him away.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open.

"It's them, I smiled and refused to let go!"

"Brother, they are all from other places. I just spent more than 300 yuan to get the network administrator to boot up!"

More than a dozen young people rushed in like a swarm.

The "big brother" who is at the forefront is only twenty-one or two years old.

I shave a round buzzhead, wear a Vietnamese sand gold chain as thick as a little finger on my neck, I am very shirtless, full of colorful inferior tattoos, and I also carry an unopened watermelon knife in my hand.

As for the others, they were dressed like the guy kneeling on the ground, with red hair and green tails, and they were foolish.

Seeing these people, Wu Bei laughed instantly.

Unexpectedly, there is such a "gray society" these days. He remembers that when he was in his teens, he didn't play much.

"You're done, my elder brother has been in prison and dares to stab someone!"

Seeing the rescue, the young man with a shaved head suddenly jumped up, and his expression was fierce and he gestured at Wang Shun.

"What do you mean, buddy, where are you doing?"

The youngest boss tilted his arms and deliberately carried the watermelon knife on his shoulders. He stepped on his outer horoscope legs that looked like a basket growing, and walked to Wang Shun in an old-fashioned manner.

"Bang!"

Wang Shun suddenly raised his arm, shook his hand and made a loud big slap, making the other party shake it in place.

Bloody nosebleed instantly spurted out of the young man's nose, and the children next to him hurriedly retreated.

"How dare you hit me! I'll kill you!"

After less than five seconds of stunned , the young man violently raised the watermelon knife in his hand .

"Come on, chop up here!"

Wang Shun did not dodge or dodge, and directly stretched out his head and slapped his neck twice.

The young man was furious and was stunned on the spot. The watermelon knife in his hand was raised a few centimeters back awkwardly.

"Bang!"

Wang Shun crossed his arm and slapped the young man in the face again, widened his eyes and shouted loudly: "I asked you to chop here, you're deaf!"

"Bang!"

The watermelon knife fell off the young man's hand, and he moved back tremblingly.

The usual bluffing method of being unfavorable was useless in front of the adult with a scar on his face. The young boss was instantly panicked.

"Did you give yourself a courage to tattoo?"

Wang Shun slapped the young man in the chest and pushed the man directly into the butt.

"Don't come over, don't come over...I'm going to call the police!"

Seeing Wang Shun coming towards him again, the young man screamed strangely, got up and ran away. When the other little guys saw that his elder brother had escaped, they rushed out one by one.

In an instant, the little guy who was shaving his head was left in the room.

Seeing Wang Shun and Wu Bei both staring at him and smirking, the young man's legs became weak and he fell to the ground again.

"Call me and ask your elder brother who has been in prison to come back to redeem you!"

Wang Shunchong hooked his fingers.

The little guy tilted his mouth and cried again.

"Call it, it's so cool!"

Wang Shun suddenly raised his voice, which scared him so much that he held back his howls and took out his cell phone to dial.

More than ten seconds later, the child sobbed: "If you don't answer the phone, you won't be loyal!"

"What a fuck, I'll pick out the tendons for you as your headline! I'll say, do you want me to let you go?"
Chapter completed!
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